Drunken

More than a month has passed, the wine devil misses Nangong Wuhui crazily, and wants to go down the mountain to find him several times, but when he thinks of his words, he has no choice but to endure it.

The chrysanthemums withered, and the plum blossoms bloomed, but until the plum blossoms withered, he still did not come back...

In the first month, the wine demon comforted himself that Nangong's house was far away, and Wugui wanted to bury her mother, so he decided to wait.

In the second month, the wine devil was a little irritable and wanted to find someone, but he was worried that he would be too reckless and make him unhappy.

In the third month, the wine demon couldn't sit still any longer, so he used his escape technique and ran towards the Nangong family like a whirlwind, but on the way he heard a piece of news that broke his heart.

"I heard no, the Nangong Family has a new owner." Several ordinary people gathered around the tea shop, chatting in the afternoon, and the content fell into the ears of the wine demon.

"I've heard it a long time ago. This new master is not young, but he is already world-class in martial arts, handsome, and will be married soon."

"Yeah, I heard that she married the most beautiful woman in the world, and I envy others."

Hearing the common people's comments, the drunkard's brain seemed to explode, and his face was as pale as paper.

"What's the name of the new owner of the Nangong family?" Angrily, he fell from the air, grabbed one of them, and asked with a livid face.

"Nan... Nangong Wuhui..." The man replied tremblingly, his whole body trembling with fear from his fierce appearance.

"No regrets!" The drunkard yelled loudly, his long hair fluttering without wind, leaving the man behind, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"I'm not dazzled, is he not human..." The man who was thrown on the ground by him rubbed his eyes with an expression of disbelief.

The wine demon with disheveled hair came to the Nangong family like crazy. After more than a year of repairs, the Nangong mansion has taken on a new look, and many new servants have arrived.

But now, a dazzling red lantern hangs high outside the brand new gate, and the two happy characters on the gate reminded the drunkard of the news he heard on the road, and he felt a raging anger burning violently in his chest. Then he kicked the door and entered.

Many new servants had never seen him before, and they came up to stop him. He smiled coldly, not paying attention to these people at all, and walked through the group of people to the lobby in a flash, and saw what he had been thinking about day and night. people.

I saw Nangong Wuhui standing in the center of the hall, dressed in a wedding dress, handsome and handsome, like a banished fairy descending to earth, but the dazzling color made the wine devil's heart ache again.

I haven't seen him for more than three months, and he has lost weight without regret.

But why don't you come back?Or did something happen in between?

Although the words of the common people are very clear, he still doesn't believe it. He wants to hear Wuhui tell him with his own ears that it is not true!

For a moment, he couldn't say anything, thousands of words turned into lovesickness, he stepped forward quickly, wanting to hug Nangong Wuhui to express his heartfelt love.

But the person he was thinking about stared at him coldly, and shouted in a low voice: "Who are you, dare to trespass on my Nangong Mansion?!"

At this time, Nangong Wuhui was expressionless, with deep frown, looking at him with the same tenderness as before, like a stranger, sizing him up and down.

Looking at Nangong Wuhui like this, the wine devil couldn't believe it, but soon, his shock turned into anger, "Who am I, don't you know?"

He was so angry that he laughed back, no wonder he didn't go back for so long, it turned out that he was firmly seated as the head of the family, and he was left behind!

Or is it that the relationship these days has been nothing more than a pretense, in fact, it's all a lie to him, and it's all lies to come back after fulfilling mother's last wish!

"Seeing that you are not weak, do you want to join the Nangong family?" After looking at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, Nangong Wuhui's face softened a little.

This person is so strange, with disheveled hair and disregard of etiquette, and he keeps staring at him, but I don't hate this person.

"You..." The wine demon pointed at his finger and trembled with anger. He didn't know what to say for a while, so he simply said clearly, "Nangong Wuhui, I am your master!"

No matter what, he wants to stop this absurd marriage, no matter what kind of lady from a family, the most beautiful woman in the world, even if the princess comes in person, he can't let no regrets get married!

No Regret belongs to him, this life, the next life, and the next life will be his!

"Joke, I'm the youngest son of the Nangong family, how could I worship you as my teacher?" Nangong Wuhui flicked his sleeves, expressing his disbelief.

"If you don't believe me, then let's fight and defeat me, and I will leave naturally."

Every move of Wuhui is taught by him personally, as long as Wuhui is willing to compete with him, he has his own way to make Wuhui believe in him.

"Hit it, no one is afraid of you." Nangong Wuhui fell for the trick because he couldn't stand the drunken demon's aggressive tactics.

"There are too many people here, let's go over there." Pointing to the back mountain not far away, the drunkard didn't want anyone to be in the way.

"Okay, it's up to you." Nangong Wuhui replied, lifted up the hem of his clothes, and ran towards the back mountain with lightness kung fu. Naturally, the wine demon followed closely behind.

After a fierce fight, the entire mountain was almost turned into flat ground by them. Nangong Wuhui was so tired that he was sweating profusely, lying on the ground profusely panting for breath, looking a bit embarrassed.

what on earth is it?Why are my moves always being seen through by the opponent?

Could it be that this person is really his master... But this person doesn't even look thirty, how could he worship him as his teacher?

"Are you convinced?" Looking condescendingly at the person lying in front of him, the drunken demon resisted the desire to help him up and comfort him. He just wanted to figure out what was going on.

Why did Wugui leave him for more than three months, and turned into this appearance that his relatives did not recognize?And listening to him speak, it seems that he doesn't remember himself at all.Is he really so heartless, or is there some other reason?

"Even if you beat me, it doesn't mean anything, I won't hand over the position of Patriarch to you." Nangong Wuhui's handsome face flushed.

He defeated his two elder brothers, so he became the head of the family. Now that this person has defeated him, he must also want to take his position.

Mother wanted him to be an upright man since he was a child, and now he has managed to do it with great difficulty, and he will never give in!

"Don't worry, I don't want your position as Patriarch."

"Then what do you want?" Nangong Wuhui struggled to stand up, but his footsteps were still unsteady.

"It's you I want." Stretching out his hand and pulling him into his arms, the drunk demon declared forcefully.

"Let go!" Suddenly being hugged by someone made Nangong Wuhui feel ashamed and angry, but he couldn't free those arms that were like iron tongs.

"Don't let go, you belong to me." Holding his face, the drunkard kissed him without any explanation.

Missing flooded in like a tide, the drunkard greedily sucked the long-awaited lips, frantically licked the tip of Nangong Wuhui's tongue, forcing him to dance with his lips and tongue.

"Uh...uh..." Nangong Wuhui kept slapping his chest, but in exchange for a more violent attack.

After a long time, the lips parted, and the slender silver-white silk thread closely connected the two of them, and the drunkard even licked the corner of his mouth unsatisfied.

Caressing Nangong Wuhui's red and swollen lips, the wine devil's heart swayed, wishing to enter his warm and tight body immediately to repay the lovesickness for several months.

But now is not a good time, he must find out what happened to Wuhui!

"Shameless!" With an angry shout, Nangong Wuhui slapped the drunkard in the face, but was easily stopped.

"No regrets, no matter what you become, I will never leave you." The drunkard hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go.

"You...how can you do that!" With red eyes, Nangong Wugui gritted his teeth.He had to wonder if this person was his nemesis, against him time and time again, and even teased him like this.

"Presumptuous! Who are you, why don't you let me go!" Angrily glaring at him, Nangong Wuhui had a hint of hatred in his eyes.

"Don't let go, I am the head of the four demons, the wine demon, your master, and also your man." The wine demon shook him vigorously, a little excitedly trying to shake him awake.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I am a masculine man, and I can only marry wives, so I can't have a man!" Can this person say such shocking remarks?Nangong Wuhui retorted angrily.

"Wuhui, look at me carefully, I am your big brother who does not get drunk, you used to make wine for me to drink, and I only drink the wine you brew..."

As he talked, he couldn't help thinking about the happy days on Fengxing Mountain.The drunkard couldn't help thinking: If he had known this before, he should have accompanied Wuhui down the mountain back then, and he wouldn't have ended up like this...

"How do you know that I can make wine?" Nangong Wuhui was stunned.He loves making wine, but few people know about it except his late mother.

Although this person in front of him was meeting for the first time, he always felt very familiar, and a strange feeling lingered on him tightly, and he felt a little depressed.

"Of course I know. You brewed chrysanthemum wine before you went down the mountain. I will never forget that taste." The wine devil said intently, trying to awaken his memory with affection.

"Crazy, really crazy, I don't want to listen to you." The more I think about it, the more my head hurts, and my chest becomes tighter and tighter.Nangong Wuhui pushed the wine devil away in agitation, and rushed towards Nangong Mansion at the foot of the mountain like an arrow.

"I'm not a lunatic." The drunkard quickly chased after him, but he stopped him outside the gate.

"Go away, I don't want to see you for a moment!"

"You tell me to fuck off?" The drunkard couldn't believe it.Just a moment ago, he was kissed dizzy by him, and when he turned around, he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. Is this still the simple and serious Wugui he knew?

"Don't make me say it a second time."

"Okay, I'll go, don't regret it!" The drunkard trembled with anger, his face was livid, and he left sadly.

But as soon as he walked out of an alley, there was an urgent call from behind. The drunkard didn't want to pay attention, but the call became louder and louder.

"Hero, wait..."

Looking back, I saw a strange man in his fifties chasing after him. He suppressed his anger and asked, "What's the matter, old man?"

"This hero... this old slave..." Butler Zhou gasped for breath and was speechless for a moment.

"If the old man is okay, I'll go." Just wanting to leave this sad place quickly, the drunkard turned around and wanted to leave.

But Butler Zhou grabbed onto his sleeve and said, "You are the hero who took away the young master last time, right?!"

"Hmph, don't tell me about Nangong Wuhui again." Flicking his sleeves, he turned around and glared at him bitterly.

"It's really great, the young master is saved now." But Butler Zhou was in tears, kneeling in front of the drunkard with snot and tears.

"Please hurry up, old man, what happened to him without regret?" Seeing his appearance, the wine devil was also a little flustered, and his heart became even more suspicious.

Just now Wuhui didn't realize that his appearance didn't look like a fake, could there really be something in it that he didn't know?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it was, he hurriedly pulled Steward Zhou aside and listened carefully to what he had to say about this period of time.

"When the young master came back, he easily defeated the young master and buried the ashes of the second wife in the cemetery. I remember that the young master was obviously well at that time, and he mentioned the hero to the old slave, but the next day it seemed like a different person. Yes, become indifferent and ruthless, even the old slaves are ignored."

"You said that Wugui mentioned me?" Hearing this, the drunkard was overjoyed, and finally there was a smile on his face.

"The name of a hero is not drunk, right?"

"Yes, I just don't get drunk." Wuhui must be afraid that others will know that he is a drunkard, it is difficult to explain... In this way, Wuhui changed suddenly, he did not forget himself at the beginning!

"If it's true as you said, something must have gone wrong." The drunkard said in a deep voice.

"The old slave is worried that the eldest and second young masters did something..."

"Is there any evidence?"

"There's no evidence, it's just that the Eldest Young Master and Second Young Master seemed to have gone to find the Younger Master the night before they left. As for what happened, the old slave doesn't know."

"That's right, they must have tampered with it." With a blow with both fists, the wine demon suddenly realized.

It is impossible for Wuhui to become like this for no reason. It is possible that he was drugged. As for what kind of medicine was given, I will not be able to see it for a while, but it must be a drug that makes people lose their memory. Great change, and treat him as a stranger.

Moreover, this medicine is very strange. According to Steward Zhou, Wuhui still remembers the members of the Nangong family, but he is the only one who forgot...

It seems that Nangong Xiao must be caught, get the antidote, and help Wuhui recover his memory as soon as possible!

"Do you know where Nangong Xiao has gone?"

"Eldest Young Master and Second Young Master have disappeared since they were defeated by Young Master. The old slave also asked his servants to look for them, but unfortunately there is no news." Steward Zhou shook his head.

"It's okay for this little thing, but I want to thank you, old man. This time, it's thanks to you, otherwise I would have made no regrets." Patting Butler Zhou on the shoulder, the drunkard was not troubled by the clueless matter.

As long as Wugui didn't forget him on purpose, everything would be easy, no matter what happened, he would cure Wugui!

"The hero is too polite. The old slave is originally from the Nangong family. He watched the young master grow up. Now that the young master recognizes you as his master, it is also the young master's blessing. He also asks the hero to save the young master. "

"Don't worry, this matter is on me, I won't let Wugui have anything to do." The drunkard patted his chest and made a promise.

In the middle of the night, the wine demon appeared outside Nangong Wuhui's room, and was not in a hurry to find Nangong Xiao.

He had to figure out what the problem was, what kind of poison Nangong Wuhui had been poisoned, he didn't even know.

Because of today's defeat in the martial arts competition, Nangong Wuhui sat in the new room angrily and drank until he was so drunk that he collapsed on the table.

Seeing this, the drunk demon who had been guarding the door opened the window and jumped in. Seeing him with flushed cheeks, he took the opportunity to steal a few kisses.

"Go away, don't bother me." Nangong Wuhui puffed his cheeks and muttered, waving his hands carelessly to drive away the things that harassed him.

It's so annoying, why so many things happened all at once, and after finally fulfilling my mother's wish, another strange person came.

"No regrets, let me see what's going on with you." The wine demon grabbed his wrist, and penetrated his internal energy into his veins.

"Get lost..." Nangong Wuhui moaned indistinctly with his blindfolded eyes open.

"Hey, I'll leave when I'm done reading." The drunkard gently comforted him by stroking the messy hair on his forehead.

After investigating for a while, his frown relaxed, and Nangong Wuhui fell into his arms, falling into a deep sleep.

"It's actually the rootless water of the underworld!"

No wonder everyone remembers Wuhui, but he is the only one who forgets him, and after losing his memory, his personality changes drastically, all of which are caused by rootless water!

This rootless water is the juice squeezed from the fruit of the rootless tree, the treasure of the underworld. It can make people forget who they care about most in their hearts, and make people cut off all lusts and become ignorant.But obviously the rootless water that Nangong Wuhui took was not pure, and the medicinal properties were not strong, so it was just a big change in temperament, and he forgot about himself who had a relationship with him before, which is also a blessing in misfortune.

Love is the thing that makes people never forget, so Meng Po Tang uses rootless water as the main formula, supplemented with other herbs, so that countless souls who drink it can forget their past lives and reincarnate.

The antidote for the rootless water is not difficult to find, it is actually the flesh of the rootless fruit, but the rootless fruit tree grows in a very shady place in the underworld, so he has to go to the underworld to get rid of the medicinal properties.

"It's strange, how did this rootless water flow to the people." Rubbing his chin, the drunkard muttered to himself.

But this is not the time to explore either.He gently placed the sleeping Wuhui on the bed, and cast a spell in the room to ensure that Wugui would not wake up and no one would disturb him while he was away.

After finishing all this, the drunken demon turned around and cast escapism, and his figure disappeared into the room immediately.

Above the main hall of the underworld, black and white impermanence stands behind the black-faced and black-clothed King Yama with no expression on his face, with a bull's head and a horse's face on each side, with a ghostly aura.

"Drinker, why did you break into the underworld?" King Yan Luo looked at the drinker indifferently, no emotion could be seen on that cold face.

"This deity is here to fetch the rootless fruit." The drunkard unceremoniously stretched out his hand to ask for it.

He originally wanted to sneak into the underworld and go back as soon as he got the rootless fruit, but he happened to be discovered by Black and White Wuchang who was on patrol and invited him into the hall.

"The rootless fruit is the treasure of the underworld, so I can't give it to you." King Yan Luo quickly refused, and he didn't give him any sympathy.

"Your underworld allowed rootless water to cause trouble in the world, and now some people in the world mistakenly drink rootless water. If the Jade Emperor finds out, you won't be able to finish eating it." The wine demon snorted coldly.

"Nonsense, there is no proof, why do you say that rootless water flows into the world?" A bull head shouted at him.

"Of course there is evidence. This deity's disciple mistakenly took rootless water, and now he has lost part of his memory. Shouldn't your underworld government be held responsible?"

"This matter will be thoroughly investigated by the king, please go back." Yan Luo Wang was still unmoved, and waved his hand to order to evict the guest.

Not long ago, the thousand-year-old resentful soul who was suppressed in the soul-locking tower escaped by taking advantage of the surprise of the guarding ghosts, and now this kind of thing happened again, which is really a headache.

At that time, the underworld government was trying its best to capture the thousand-year-old resentful soul, but did not pay attention to the rootless tree. Presumably the resentful soul took advantage of the chaos to steal the fruit when it escaped, and ran to the mortal world to harm others.But it is inconvenient to tell outsiders about this matter, and we can only act after finding out the truth.

"It's up to your underworld to check or not, as long as this deity has no roots."

"No, I can't give you rootless fruit."

"If you don't give it, then don't blame the deity for being rude." I didn't expect King Yama to be so unreasonable, and the wine devil also became angry.

Even if the underworld is a sea of ​​swords and swords, he must break through today, and he will never go back until he gets the rootless fruit!

Immediately, he cast his magic spell, and was about to rush out of the hall, but the bull head and horse immediately came to stop him, and the two sides started a vicious fight.

The wine demon is a demon king who has been famous for thousands of years, with profound magic power, but the bull-headed horse face is a ghost messenger who specializes in catching ghosts.

The two sides fought fiercely, and the hall was full of strong winds and chaos, and only three blurred shadows could be seen intertwined.

Seeing that there was no winner after hundreds of fights, Black and White Wuchang couldn't help but come out to help out, fought all the way from inside the hall to outside the hall, and then to the edge of the Santu River, but still couldn't catch the wine demon, and gradually became tired .

"Haha, the people in the underworld are nothing more than that." The wine demon became more and more courageous as he fought, he swung his palm away, and a strong wind came out, knocking the four of them back several steps in an instant.

But he didn't come here to fight, but to find nothing.Seeing that the enemy was about to come forward to fight again, he was already a little impatient, so he simply made a feint while making a move, and actually used the invisibility technique to find the rootless tree.

"He must be looking for the rootless tree! Hurry up!" Black and White Wuchang shouted, and ran towards the rootless tree.

Seeing that the group of tricksters had been tricked, the drunk demon who didn't know the location of the target hurriedly followed up, and it didn't take long before he saw the legendary rootless tree from a distance.

The rootless tree is about three people tall. The body of the tree is dark green, not inconspicuous at all. If it weren't for the stone monument standing under the tree with the three characters "rootless tree" written on it, he would not have known that the rootless tree is so dark, skinny and inconspicuous tree.

Looking carefully, there was only one fruit on the long branch. He was overjoyed and reached out to pick it in a hurry.

"Ah!" As soon as he picked the rootless fruit, a black glow shot at him, the wine demon couldn't dodge in time, and was afraid of losing the rootless fruit, so he had to take the offensive forcefully.

Gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain, he looked down and saw a hole the size of a copper coin pierced through his arm, and smoke was still coming from the wound.

"Drinker, why don't you hand over the rootless fruit?" King Yama, who rushed over, saw that he had stolen the rootless fruit. In his rage, he sent out a burst of energy to injure the drunkard, and now he even stabbed at him with a long sword. .

"Dream, the rootless fruit belongs to the deity." Regardless of the injury on his arm, the wine demon immediately turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared.

Angrily, Yan Luo Wang sent ghost messengers to chase after the drunkard, and he also sent black and white impermanence to investigate the mortal matter without root and fruit.

Later, the underworld officials found out that the thousand-year-old resentful soul had indeed occupied the human world, and even occupied the body of the good man of the seventh generation. He was selling rootless water in the world and seeking money. At this time, he was already the richest man in the world.

Presumably Nangong Xiao also bought rootless water unintentionally, but took it as an ordinary amnesia medicine and gave it to Nangong Wuhui, which led to everything that happened afterwards.

In a fit of rage, King Yan Luo sent Judge Wu to personally capture the thousand-year-old resentful soul, and the rootless turmoil gradually subsided.

As for the wine devil, I know that the ghost messengers are not the opponents of the wine devil, and the cause of this matter is their negligence in the underworld. up.